Poetry that slices through your mind like a hot knife through…
I did Mortified on Friday night – so much fun! I went home on Saturday and found a few more things that might be funny to read there, including a poem I wrote to my dad in the 5th grade when apparently, I was studying health.
Arteries are red.
Veins are blue
Cut down on Butter
Cause I love you
Whoisliz? 